Crazy~Sexy~Psycho

Chapter Thirty-One

~Would you find it in your heart, to make this go away, and let me rest in pieces~

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~♡GAVIN'S POV ♡~

"Listen to me, Angel," I try to pull her attention to me. Somehow, I must give her all of this information before I'm taken away. Her Mom is on the phone with the cops as we speak, giving me very limited time to get this all out.

I didn't want everything to come out  this way. I wanted time to explain but I can't leave this house without her hearing my side or her mother will give her a completely fucked up twist on everything which will probably lead to Angel never speaking to me again.

"I need you to focus on me and just take in what I'm saying, okay?" I meet her eyes and she looks completely overwhelmed and lost but she nods her head.

"Okay, I'm listening," She says quietly.

I take a cleansing breath, trying to think of the best place to begin. I grab both of her hands, holding her in front of me.

"I told you I was extremely close to your father. Most of my shifts ended with us talking for hours in his office about everything from music to mostly you," I smile as I recall the conversations and laughs we had.

Her eyes lighten slightly when I talk about him and it relaxes me just a bit. I faintly notice her mother on the phone speaking to cops but I block it out and continue.

"I confided in him about everything and he knew how much I wanted to be with you, Angel. He encouraged me to talk to you but I never felt good enough.  I was raised to think I wasn't normal. You deserve the best and I never believed I could be that for you," I squeeze her hands tighter and she stands silently, taking in my words with full concentration.

"Your father told me over and over that I was good enough for you... even though he knew..." I trail off, picking my words wisely. She looks at me, waiting for me to finish the sentence.

"Tell me, Gavin," She pushes.

"I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder when I was fifteen," I breathe out wait for a reaction from her but she continues listening patiently, rubbing the back of my hand with her thumb to comfort me.

"Sometimes I have mood swings. Severe mood swings that I can't control but I've gotten better. I always thought my parents were just trying to find something wrong with me but in the end they were right," I finish, looking down at my feet because I refuse to see pity on her eyes but her hand instantly reaches up, cupping the side of my face.

"There's nothing wrong with you,  Gavin," She says confidently.

She doesn't even flinch at the information I just fed her and I just stare at her in awe. I don't know what I've done in my life to deserve a girl like her.

"Angel, stop talking to him!" Her Mom cuts in and Angel's head swings towards her with an angry glare.

"I can speak to him if I want Mom! He's doing nothing wrong!" She yells and turns back to me. "Please keep going," She coaxes me on calmly.

"The cops are on their way and your little piece of shit boyfriend isn't welcome in my house!" Her mother continues and Angel snaps.  She release my hands and stalks towards her Mom.